Why I Do My Job, Part 5

Suki left today.

I’m sad.

She made me a card. It opened on the wrong side.

Dear Ms. Scott,
Thank you very much for tea-
ching me.
When I heard that I’m moving
back I was shocked! Because
You, Ms. Amy Scott, were my
#1 teacher for real I’m not telling
a lie Ms. Scott You really is! And
when I was third grade I hated
to go to school. But when I
started to learn from you I started
to like shcool! And now your
class room is One of my favorite
place. Because when I go to your
class first thing I could say “Good
morning “to you and it really feels good
And seconed , is that you are really
good at teaching! So I think
If I was teacher when I grow
upand kid was cheat chating first
I’ll think ” Hmmm? what did Ms. Scott
did. And bye… and…
NEVER FORGET ME!
Your student,
Suki

Don’t worry, Suki. I won’t.

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So, you know I’ve been having some fun with Google Analytics, but I also spent some time recently looking at other analytic software reports, such as Awstats.

It was all a little beyond me with the hits and visits and pages and whatnot, but I could kinda make out what they were talking about.  Until I got to the “Search Keyphrases” section:

Search Keyphrases (Top 10)
Full list
5 different keyphrases Search Percent
free download .22 caliber gatling gun 1 20 %
layla jade torrent 1 20 %
big women wearing girdles 1 20 %
men wearing ladies girdles 1 20 %
layla extreme torrent 1 20 %

Ha ha! Remember that post I did about that man, Layla, who wore ladies’ girdles and wielded a .22? And also about extreme torrents?

Me neither.

Turn That Frown Upside Down

For about five minutes last Thursday evening, I did laughter yoga. You might have heard it referred to as laughter meditation. Supposedly, the body can’t differentiate between real laughter and fake, so you get all the physiological benefits from just going through the motions.

When I first heard about it, I imagined us lying around in different poses, going, “Ha…ha ha…ha ha ha.”

Ugh.

And we did start out by walking in a circle saying, “Ho, ho, ha-ha-ha.” But after that, it got genuinely hilarious.

We made laughter milkshakes, pouring this imaginary cup into that imaginary cup, and back, and then drinking it down: “Hahahahahahaha!” After that, we mixed up another laughter milkshake, but didn’t like it so we threw it in someone else’s face: “Hahahahahahaha!”

We argued with laughter, moving through the room ha-ing angrily at each other and made up with sweet hahas.  We stood in two lines facing each other and watched the laughter race cars go by: “ha ha ha hahahaHAHAHAHAhahaha ha ha ha…”

And my favorite part—after each exercise, we went:

“Very good! (clap)

Very good! (clap)

(arms overhead in a V) YAY!”

I had been feeling anxious and nihilistic before we started, but I was nearly peeing myself by the end of it.

Laughter yoga: AVID BRUXIST STAMP OF APPROVAL (bonk)